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  • May K.
  • Dec 25, 2014
  • 1 min read

Updated: Aug 7, 2019

Oh rejoice it is Christmas!

The brightest day of the year

Even if not apparent in the sky

Our hearts are filled with cheer!


There is a song in the air

It has been singing since the morn

Can you hear what it is saying?

That the Savior is born!


Oh it is a grand old song

That has been played for thousands of years

But on Christmas day

Is when it seems near


It is a song that fills my heart

That adds a spring in my step

A joy that can’t be torn apart

That for a year has slept


This song that rises through the air

And fills the hearts of men

Seeks out their hurts and then

Slowly helps them mend


This joy that makes one want to sing

To jump into the sky and take wing

This is the joy of the Christmas morn

It is the joy that the Savior is born!


This is what makes Christmas Christmas

More than any Christmas tree

More than a truck load of presents

Tucked under the tree


More than traditions and dinners

And laughter with family

Not that these aren't important

But none can make me as happy


As the joy

That my Savior's birth has given

That one day soon

We will be with him in heaven


And that thanks to his gift

We shall never be apart

And for that Christmas’s joy

Shall ever be in my heart!


Merry Christmas everyone!


Copyright © 2014 by Kwek Yi Zhen


  • May K.
  • Feb 19, 2014
  • 1 min read

Updated: Aug 7, 2019

Quiet now, keep still

And gently close your eyes

Tilt your head slightly upwards

Towards the glorious sky


Can you hear the wind blowing?

Just beside your ear?

Listen, can hearing it speaking?

About things far and near?


Taste the cold wind swept air

 And hear the wind rush like the sea

Then you know as the wind has told

That a storm will come eventually


Or perhaps a whispering rush

That hurries through the trees

Calling you, yes, calling you

“Quickly! Come and see!”


Or maybe the breeze that blows

Everlasting by the sea

Telling tales of war and strength

And the peaceful and free


Or maybe the best voice of all

That the wind whispers in your ear

“Calm and peace be with you”

You know the Lord is near


Copyright © 2014 by Kwek Yi Zhen


  • May K.
  • Dec 22, 2013
  • 1 min read

You and I weren’t there

On that first Christmas night

We heard no song, no baby’s cry

Didn’t even see the star’s light


Yet we celebrate Christmas

So many years later

About two thousand years

If I correctly remember


Why? We may well ask

It was so long ago

Why celebrate something

And celebrate so much so?


“Presents”

The youngest of us would say

And Santa Claus and Rudolph

In their merry sled


“Family”

The more elder of us would reply

To meet again with our loved ones

To chat beyond more than “Hi”


“Food”

I can almost hear

My more mischievous friends saying

Then secretly shaking their heads saying it’s fattening


But why? Truly why?

Christmas was always so much more

Presents, food and family

That can’t be all


I think it is the same reason

The angels sang that night

And three kings came visiting

Following the star light


It was because unseen by most

Asleep in the hay

God made into man

Our saviour lay


Merry Christmas Everyone!


Copyright © 2013 by Kwek Yi Zhen


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